This is a song about "Baking a potato"

Skin but you my friend look like as if someone peeled off a potato skin.

Before these motherfuckers see me sufferinbut it ain't nothin

Blast from yo past im a mast to the er in the making open the oven check whats baking,

These young niggas come outta nowhere taking out the heart of that shit, know what i'm saying

And dip the mashed potato covered

The concept is so absurd

They say things are easy like baking a cake

We blow jars of the dank, like bob marley was wake

But daddy gotta order somethin dealers can't afford

Many houses vacant,projects been baking,new cliques and crews formed

Tired of hearin' these voices in my head

Just a warning not a threat

The outskirts distribute my vision contributing to the burns i position

Skin but you my friend look like as if someone peeled off a potato skin.